LOGIN"We are enemies." "That doesn't stop me from possessing you." He breathed and every word he whispered later on sent chills down my spine, "You are mine, Amara. From the pale blonde strands of your hair to your faded nail-polished toes. Every breath you take is mine. Not excluding the freckles dusting your cheeks to the pimples on your face. Your misery is mine, which I shall bring upon you myself. From your giggles to your random nonsensical chatter, I own them! Your darn strawberry moments are mine. Every drop of blood that flows through your veins belongs to me and so does your last breath when I snuff life out of you, watching as your pretty green eyes lose their shine and your heartbeat goes dull beneath my palm." His hand traveled to my neck, fingers lacing around it, and he squeezed a bit, "Who do you belong to?" He asked capturing my ear lobe between his lips and I shivered. "Myself and you can't have me!" I swung my head back and crashed it against his, sending him reeling backward. **************** You have got to let your loved ones know what's happening with you' Amara snow Dardanos learns this the hard way when her perfect world is crushed by a secret she kept away from her family. Orian Wolfe Akanther, one of the leaders of the underworld is given the task of taking the werewolf princess as vengeance for the injustice and treachery done to his kind. The plan was simple, to take her, watch her family and kind crumble beneath his finger tips and then kill her but that plan seems to foil when his nonexistent heart leans towards her and he is at the risk of breaking a blood oath.
View MoreAmara's povI had a dream.A dream that blossomed the day I met Orian and it grew with every moment spent with him, falling for him and knowing he was my alma gemela.I had this dream all the time, a dream of unity with the werewolves and other creatures finally coming together to live as one and putting aside our differences.It was a dream that wouldn't have some creatures being restricted to the underworld and living in fear while plotting to bring us down. It was a dream that had no decades of misunderstandings that would lead to war.It was a dream that had us all living together in harmony with no adversities.And I would say that I was living the dream as I watched Orian come down from his horse and walk over to where the barrier that shielded his world was from hours was.Nexus followed suit while Rose and I stayed on our horses just like the rest of the werewolves that were mounted on their horses behind us all waiting for the barrier to be destroyed so we could enter and be
Orian's povI liked being sick. I liked being sick a lot because I got to see a side of Amara that I had never seen.The one that barked at doctors to handle me with care, the one that dotted on me, cleaned me, trimmed my nails, and made sure that I was undisturbed. The one that pampered me with both words and actions more than she has ever done.The one that threatened to kill Nexus when he threatened to kill me when I got better because he claimed that I delayed him from meeting his mate by not sending Amara back home sooner.I like the version of Amara that spoon-fed me with food well cooked by her hands, she didn't lie when she said she had gotten better. The version that made my belly flutter with butterflies when she glared at her dad for glaring at me. I liked how she tucked me in bed, wiped me with a damp cloth to ensure I was clean and gave me foot massages while she read me bedtime stories.I loved being moved to her bedroom and having to spend my entire moments with her.
Orian's pov"Can you hear that?"I stood still, hands limp by my side with my gaze traveling across the expanse of the blue sea before me. I could feel the sea breeze against my skin, the way it caressed its way through my clothes of pure white fabric as white as the seagulls that flew above with their plaintive squawks making a simple cacophony with the sounds of the waves crashing.A huge wave rose, falling and sweeping across the banks covering my bare feet and I smiled at the feel of the cool water untainted by the sun rays that shone brightly yet calmly."Can you hear that?"I asked myself again with a smile on my face this time, and the wind blew yet again playing with the strands of my hair blowing some over my face and rustling the fabric of my clothes."It sounds like the first blooming of flowers in spring scattered across the mountains and it feels like the first warm rays of the morning sun kissing your skin in the most delightful of ways."It felt like peace, this is p
Amara's pov I heaved a sigh, stroking my fingers across my free hand as I watched puppy Orian emerge from the bushes with a stick in her mouth and her tail wagging uncontrollably as she ran towards me with excited little barks."Good girl." I cooed when she dropped the stick before me and she sat on her tail, head raised with the tongue out panting at my praises, "That's my girl." I smiled at her, stroking my fingers across her fur as she eased into my touch enjoying the feel of it.I rubbed her some more before dropping my hand to pick up the stick, "Go!" I half yelled as I launched it in the air, she barked with a jump hopping right after and racing towards the direction of my throw to find the stick.As she was gone again, I had time to ponder on my situation. I slowly drew my hand towards my stomach, the fingers stretched over the now prominent bump as I skimmed them over touching the bump with a soothing rub, "Hey my girls." I greeted pating at the bump g
Amara's povIt was a chilly winter morning with the sun barely out and Cora decided that it was perfect for a run after pleading with our parents they let us go ahead knowing that I had been waiting for a while to feel Cora again and she came right the next day after the night that I had broken the
Orian's pov"Your majesty." A hand shook my shoulder with much force as the voice called out and I jerked raising my head to see Emery standing before me with a look of worry in her eyes, "Ah, I was worried when you weren't replying for a while...""Emery." I got up from the floor and brushed my hands
Orian's pov There was an unwavering eerie feeling that settled within me the moment I entered Avalon, this hunch was something I could say emanated from the air of gloom settling above the kingdom ridding it of its light just as it had rid me of the glee I felt when I was on my
Amara's pov I remember everything.These words rang through my brain as I snapped my eyes open, willing myself to pull away from the terrifying nightmare that had me in its claws pining me away from reality.I lifted myself from the bed, sitting upright with my fingers holding at my throat as I tried
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